On Saturday we stopped by Sally's Beauty Supply store.
They have self ear piercing kits and I asked Ora if she wanted to get her ears pierced.
She was not into it at all, but Judah on the other hand wanted to.
I bought a kit, but was later talked out of it when Jonathan decided to scare the crap outta him.
Then I remembered I have metal allergies and have to wear gold, white gold or tungsten or else I get rashes that itch like no other, water blisters and pain.
The kit I purchased was gold plated, and that just wasn't going to cut it so I decided against using the kit.
On Sunday after picking the kiddos up from Nana's we stopped by the mall and into Claire's where we got Judahs ear pierced.
After getting the first one done he didn't want to get the other one done right away.
I was going to wait for him to collect himself, but again Jonathan stepped in and basically rushed us out.
Of course as soon as we were leaving Judah was asking about getting his other ear pierced.
I told him it was going to be quite a while before we would be able to do it because it cost us $50 for the earring, cleaner and piercing.
He told me he wished that he had gotten the other one done. :/
Also, here is something Judah shared with daddy then later wanted to share on the interwebs :)
On a side note, I attended a Benefit for Bram dinner.
I knew no one there, but that is ok.
I know TJ, Samantha and their other three boys need time to grieve.
I was there to support them and to let them know that I care.
I pray that God heals their souls and gives them peace in this difficult time.
Today has been a pretty crazy day with Jonathan volunteering in Judah's class and my father-in-laws book release party.
After several long months of being slightly irritated that my 18 month old was not walking, it all changed tonight.
While at the book release party there was a foyer with the most gorgeous chandelier (I got some pictures of it) and on the floor there was a sort of maze.
As we were waiting for everything to get set up I was letting the kids run around and try to figure out the maze.
Well, guess who decided he wanted to keep up with his brother and sister FINALLY!
That's right. My Mr. Ari Patrick.
I was lucky enough to get it on video!
I am pretty sure this counts.
This is an old video of my Judah.
My sister and I were at Target when we realized Judah was TERRIFIED of the masks.
Being the mom that I am, I thought this was HILARIOUS and recorded it.
I love how he is talking to me, looks to the side and then almost does a double take and jumps before crying!
Oh my word. I hadn't seen this video in a LONG time and when we were watching it this week we all had a good laugh.
Judah especially thought it was funny.
I have desensitized him since then and now the kid rarely gets scared of anything.
He has not stopped talking about it since watching it :)
Did this video make you smile or laugh?
Or did it make you think I am the worst mom in the world?
Leave a comment and let me know!
I am linking up here:
I just wrote a very long post about my mental illnesses after watching a video of Ruby Wax speaking about mental illness. After getting close to the end, I decided I did not want to share so many details that are quite personal to me.
So to make that long story short, without trying to explain all of my decisions, I am just going to post a timeline of sorts:
May 2006-30 weeks pregnant, severe anxiety. Put on meds. Gave birth two months early.
2006- changed meds several times until I was on lexapro and it took the edge off
August 2008- gave birth to my girl, had PPD and PPA. Upped my dosage, was doing ok.
July 2010- severe anxiety/pain/depression. Tried to OD. Hospitalized for a week.
put on klonopin, ativan, cymbalta, trazadone. Was misinformed about what the drugs could do to a baby if I conceived then the psychiatrist vanished.
August 2010- got pregnant. was running out of hope. no one wanted to prescribe my meds while pregnant. I knew then how bad these were for my baby, but I needed them. I couldn't chance anything bad happening while pregnant. Found a psychiatrist who would see me and give me meds during my pregnancy. I was a high risk pregnancy.
May 2011- gave birth to my baby. he had withdrawl symptoms. was sedated, was on several meds to "wean" him off the meds. I had severe PPD and PPA. I chose to go back to the hospital.
late 2011- attempted to OD again. severe depression. meds were switched/adjusted. have been mostly stable since.
I do NOT know what the future holds.
I just need to trust the Lord will watch over me.
I pray my children never have to deal with the pain I have had to deal with since I was a child.
I wrote this poem when I was hospitalized:
Help Me Lord Jesus
Help me, my sweet savior
out of this pain and all this anger
Please take all these thoughts, these pains
off my shoulders for a happier life, to gain
I want these pains all gone
So for my children I may be strong
For my children I do pray
to never have these anxieties and pains
For my precious babies I pray
They will have a perfect life till their ending day.
Mental illness is something that is NOT controllable
While I do not believe in evolution and do not agree with everything she says, she makes several very true point about mental illness and how mentally healthy people see it.
"perk up, like I didn't think of that myself."
Check out this video, this is how it truly is.
Again I do not agree with the evolution part, just focus on the mental illness parts.
A few days ago a friend of mine posted a video of her little girl tasting one of those extreme sour WarHeads candies.
I realized that my children never tasted them either!
So what did I do?? What anyone would do!!! I bought some!
Brought them home and recorded their reactions to the candies!
The videos in which the hilarity ensues:
My husband thinks I am so mean!
I am not hurting them, just watching their silly faces!
Hope this made you smile!
